Chapter 165

A hero? I'll hold you up.

Seeing Lin Fan's aggressive attitude, er Mao is completely speechless.

They can't fight together with their brothers. Now they are talking about how to be strong.

Compared with small life, other dignity and so on, go to hell.

"Ha ha Well, it turns out that you are a master. "

His eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of Gao Zhuang, who was sitting on the ground to rest. Er Mao's eyes lit up and kept retreating: "my elder martial brother and I have nothing to do with you. I have to say that you are very good."

"But how can you be so good?"

Er Mao, who had already retreated to Gao Zhuang's side, put his hand around Gao Zhuang's neck and drank, "hum, if you have the ability, you can do it. I'd like to see if it's your quick action or mine's?"

Gao Zhuang, who had no idea that such a thing would happen, was suddenly strangled and couldn't breathe: "where Van Gogh Save Help me... "

Stop the pace, Lin Fan looked at the nervous Er Mao for a long time, then suddenly laughed.

"Do you think you can threaten me by holding him?"

Shaking his head, Lin Fan moved a chair and sat down: "Gao Zhuang, hold on. If you die, I will avenge you."

What?

What are you talking about, Van Gogh?

Doesn't the plot seem right?

Hearing Lin Fan's words, Gao Zhuang has the heart to die. Taking a deep breath, he simply closed his eyes: "Er Mao, come on, you kill me, fan Ge will avenge me."

Er Mao: "what's more..."

See the plot did not follow the development of the imagination, er Mao whole person silly: "boy, you don't pretend to be garlic, this is your friend."

"Don't talk nonsense. Do it if you want to."

With his mouth curled, Lin Fan looked at the big hair sitting on the ground with his thigh in his arms: "of course, I have the obligation to remind you that you should consider your senior brother."

"Er Mao, don't worry about me. I don't believe this boy dares to fight me."

Cold hum a, big Mao rebukes a way: "also don't see here is whose territory, boy, you can't escape."

"Well, thank you for the reminder."

Shrugging his shoulders, Lin Fan looked at the indecisive two hairs: "your elder martial brother has said that you don't have to worry about his safety. You should start right now."

Calm, from beginning to end.

Lin Fan showed an attitude as if all these were in his plot.

Somehow, er Mao clearly felt a deep pressure.

"If you don't want to do it, let your master come here."

Looking at those onlookers who began to be driven away, Lin Fan joked: "you two hairs, although more powerful than Jin Dabiao, but in the final analysis is still a little brother."

Ha ha ha ha ha ha.

There was a big laugh, and a thin middle-aged man came up from the entrance.

Looking at Lin fan, the middle-aged man patted his hand: "you can beat Da Mao and ER Mao when you are young. Lin fan is very great."

"Oh? Do you know my name? "

Looking at the middle-aged man, Lin Fan's eyes narrowed slightly: "your strength is stronger than the two of them. You should be the master behind them?"

"Easy to say, easy to say."

The corners of his mouth curled, and the middle-aged man held out his hand: "when I met for the first time, I was the third leader of Qingtang, snake three."

"For the first time, I'm the creditor of your Qingtang, Lin fan."

Looking at the snake three outstretched palm, Lin Fan also stretched out his hand to hold it: "have to say, your cheek is really thick, you owe my account not to say, but also hit me."

"What are you talking about? You've won the money of our gambling house by dirty means."